My Dinner With Andy Astronautalis

And I'm bleedin' for all my real good sense
And all the sins that I've made
And I'm bleedin' for another good
Intention gone the wrong way
The wrong way, wrong way, wrong way, wrong way... hey

It's just a bit of nervousness
I didn't mean to turn a dress from the very perfect pinkly shade to murderous
And now her face is verdant green, Horrified, observe the scene, I made a mess
I spilled a glass of finest '83 indeed
Waitresses stop and stare, the patrons shockin' awful fierce
Forcing the forks and plates to clank in unison and rock their ears
And look at me
Hope to scoop the country wolf who's under hoof
Whose blunder would be understood as social tragedy

"Never should've let him in
I never trusted him," I hear the people muttering
Through polished teeth and chuckling
The tensions quick and doubling
Glance at my date's ugly grin, she tried this case and cannot wait to erase this memory
Won't you see what must be done?
Waiter brings the sharpest one, now vengeance's coming
Finally the taste for blood is on her tongue
I reach to clean more wine that's fallen
Handkerchief in outstretched arm
Too late she takes the blade and tucks it deep inside of me